When you do something because it’s fun, then it is its own reward.
When you do one because you’re having too many feelings and want to be numb for a while, then it’s just frustrating.
July 12th, 2014
Tag Archives: anxiety
July 9th, 2014
Insomnia.
July 7th, 2014
I am practicing restraint in my life right now. I tend to dive into things and, for once, I’m trying to move forward slowly and carefully.
July 2nd, 2014
I wouldn’t feel this way if I was a diabetic taking insulin, but our culture has stigmatized mental issues to the point where those of us that have needed medication to get by often feel shame because of the mechanisms of our recovery.
We shouldn’t.
But we do.
June 30th, 2014
It used to be that searching for my full name brought up absolutely nothing, but now with just a few details this comic appears.
I guess that means I have SEO figured out but I’m not sure how I feel about how easy I am to find.
June 28th, 2014
My days are often filled with these moments.
The times when I say “I can” seem to be increasing.
June 27th, 2014
Living with anxiety.
And yes, I do sit with my knee in front of me like that constantly throughout the day and yes, I recognize that this might be part of the reason it bothers me.
June 25th, 2014
A moment from therapy.
Roles
In 2009, my former art teacher, Mr. Joe Bell called me to ask if I would be interested in helping with Highland High School’s production of Grease. He didn’t have enough boys for all the roles and no one who could pull off Beauty School Dropout. He’d gotten permission to have a alum come in alumni to come in and perform the song.
He didn’t know it at the time, but I truly believe that his phone call saved my life.
I was sliding into a suicidal depression that continued into late 2010, one that nearly claimed my life. Without the catharsis and connection that the stage offered me, I don’t know that I would have survived this period.
The years since have been some of my most difficult, but also some of the absolute best. I’ve seen things and felt things I couldn’t have imagined. I’ve met people who have changed my outlook on the world and been, in some small way, an inspiration to others around me.
All because of a call from a high school art teacher.
So, I dedicate this to all of the teachers that ever reached out to me and specifically to Joe Bell. You changed my life. You saved my life.
June 21st, 2014
I made it.